Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

As Jiaoyang's voice spread in that direction, the only sound there immediately disappeared.

Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows, then turned around and left in the previous direction as if she no longer cared.

As the sound of her steps gradually spread away, the surroundings were silent for a while. In the dark night, a beige head slowly emerged from the woods.

He raised his head and after confirming that Jiaoyang had left, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He Lanrui walked out, wearing a pitch black cloak that blended into the night. He sat down in front of a pile of firewood that he had just prepared and started a fire with the matches.

But what he didn't know was that Jiaoyang was standing on the tree branch above his head at the moment, looking at him with her chin raised, taking in a panoramic view of the scene below.

He Lanrui came to the chickens and activated the hypnosis in his eyes. One after another, the fat chickens that were fluttering just a moment ago fainted and fell to the ground.

Jiaoyang watched this scene from above his head, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

This guy is actually a chicken thief.

After two more chickens were stunned, He Lanrui first glanced around cautiously, then slinked over and picked out one of the dozen chickens lying in front of him. He lifted it back and slipped over.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

He Lanrui dragged it all the way, apologizing to the chicken on the ground: "I didn't mean to steal it from you, but I was just too hungry."

Having said this, the little king lowered his head a little lonely and pursed his lips.

Could it be that she sucked too much blood, so she has low blood sugar?

Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows again.

Just as she watched He Lanrui plucking the chicken feathers skillfully, picking up a branch from the fire and starting to roast the chicken. The chicken even made an enticing sizzling sound, Jiaoyang suddenly jumped down from the tree branch.

He landed quietly, deliberately not letting the little king in front of him notice, and then suddenly appeared behind him and slapped the back of his beige head in a playful manner.

"Hello."

He Lanrui was so frightened that he almost jumped up. He turned around with a horrified expression and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Jiao Yang behind him.

"What? It turns out to be Miss Ella. You are so bad and you deliberately scared me."

He just started pouting and muttered a few words, then suddenly realized something, and the emotion in his eyes became tense again: "You"

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your roast chicken."

Jiaoyang yawned, casually found a seat next to him and sat down, then looked at him with a meaningful smile.

To be precise, it was the young man's flawless white neck.

"You know what I'm interested in."

The uncontrollable feeling and scene of being sucked by her appeared in his mind. He Lanrui's face turned red. He quickly lowered his head to prevent her from seeing it, and his eyelashes trembled slightly due to his emotions.

"What, who worries about roast chicken?"

"Then what are you worried about?" Jiaoyang raised her chin and looked at him with a half-smile, "You risked your life to steal the chicken, do you have anything to explain?"

"But don't worry, because your blood is quite delicious, I won't tell anyone about what I saw today, even if it's because of you that Zang Gu is suspected of being a chicken thief by those humans."

Jiao Yang said the last sentence through gritted teeth.

Hearing this, He Lanrui lowered his eyes, seeming to be ashamed and sad.

"I-I didn't mean to steal anything." He looked at the roasted chicken leg in his hand sadly, his eyelashes drooping, "But I-I'm really hungry. I haven't eaten for several days."

"Huh?" Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows and squinted at him, "Why?"

"But as the leader of the same clan, you are too bad at it. Look at yourself, and then look at Gu."

Having said this, Jiaoyang immediately began to feel proud again, completely unable to feel He Lanrui's sad mood at the moment.

He Lanrui pursed her lips, thinking of the last time he wanted to tell her about herself and Uncle Wenren, but she interrupted impatiently and said she didn't want to hear it, and said that to her, it was the same as Uncle Wenren. it's the same.

Even if she took the initiative to ask herself why now, she would probably just mention it casually, right? If she heard Uncle Wenren's name, she would interrupt him unhappily again.

Thinking of this, He Lanrui's expression under the night sky became even more lonely.

"No, it's nothing." He hesitated, then took the initiative to change the subject and handed the roasted chicken leg in front of him to Jiaoyang.

"Miss Ella, here you go."

Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, and her idle eyes met his.

The weather was extremely cold at night, but luckily there was a fire burning in front of us. However, vampires cannot feel the cold, they can only feel the heat transmitted by the firelight.

She tilted her head and did not take the chicken leg from He Lanrui's hand, but looked at his face.

The young man seemed to be puzzled by her indifference, so he put the chicken legs in front of her.

The flawless porcelain face, against the backdrop of the red firelight, looked like an angel tempting people to sin. The slightly pursed lips were red and tender, becoming even more attractive.

What made Jiaoyang feel most excited was the young man's fair and flawless skin, which seemed like he could pinch water out of it.

What's more, as He Lanrui continued to move towards her, Jiaoyang could even see half of his collarbone exposed under the collar of his clothes, as well as his thin, round shoulders.

She looked at his body for a while, smiled with her lips curled up, and then suddenly reached out and knocked the chicken drumstick out of He Lanrui's hand.

He Lanrui opened his eyes wide in shock and looked behind him.

The chicken legs rolled a few times on the ground in the distance, and then landed still. There was already a lot of dust on them.

"Miss Ella, what are you doing?"

He Lanrui made a grievance and looked at her with an even more pitiful look: "I gave it to you."

He stood up from her side, as if he was about to run in the direction of it, while still muttering: "Wash it, you can still eat it after it is cleaned."

However, the moment he stood up, Jiao Yang, who was sitting next to him, grabbed his arm.

He Lanrui turned around and looked at her in astonishment.

Jiaoyang raised the corners of her mouth and looked at him with deep meaning: "Have you thought clearly, should you run to pick up the chicken legs and eat them, or should you eat them by me tonight, right now?"

He Lanrui was startled, looking at her stiffly, and his breathing stopped.

At this moment, Jiaoyang pulled the man over, resting his head on his head and leaning his body on her arched legs.

She tilted her head and smiled: "What should I do? I just want to eat you now."

Two chapters in one.